Planet Sadala — Royal Palace Hall
"What did you just say? You want me to gather all Saiyans who possess a righteous heart?"
The man on the throne King Sadala, ruler of Planet Sadala spoke with a voice full of regal arrogance as he glared at Linze.
"Who exactly are you? And why should I take orders from you? I am the king of Sadala, sovereign of this entire planet!"
The king's gaze sharpened. This stranger, who hadn't even removed his cloak to show his face, dared to issue commands in the royal hall?
Arrogant. Completely arrogant.
Linze didn't flinch.
"You want to know why?" he said calmly, voice turning cold. "Fine. I'll show you."
With a sudden grin, he tightened his fists.
Huuuh
In the blink of an eye, Linze's aura erupted with golden light. The floor cracked beneath him.
A powerful whoosh echoed through the hall as his body was engulfed in golden flames his hair standing up and glowing like fire.
Super Saiyan.
The pressure wave alone threw every warrior in the throne room back. Most stumbled over ten steps. Those with weaker battle power were slammed into the walls with violent force.
Even Cabba, standing closest to Linze, was launched backward and crashed against a pillar with a grunt.
"W-what… what is this power?"
"He... he multiplied his strength several dozen times instantly!"
"He transformed into a Super Saiyan right in front of the king!"
Every Saiyan in the room stared in stunned disbelief at Linze his golden hair, glowing teal eyes, and monstrous ki now impossible to ignore.
The very air in the throne room had changed.
"I was planning to speak with you calmly," Linze said, his golden aura flaring around him like a storm. "But it seems you're not interested in cooperation."
King Sadala stared, face pale, his pride already beginning to fracture.
"Y-you… What are you? Just moments ago, you didn't seem this powerful!"
Despite the crown on his head and the throne beneath him, Sadala knew he was no match. He wasn't foolish enough to misjudge the scale of Linze's power now.
Linze was a Saiyan from Universe 7 he had introduced himself as such earlier—but this kind of pressure… it surpassed even the highest warriors of Sadala.
"I was going to tell you everything," Linze said coldly, "but now I've changed my mind."
"I'll give you two hours. Gather every Saiyan on this planet who possesses a righteous heart. Every last one."
He raised his palm toward the ornate hall wall.
BOOM!
An energy sphere exploded from his hand and blasted through the side of the royal chamber.
The shockwave reduced part of the palace into rubble in an instant.
Stunned silence filled the room.
Linze's voice echoed once more, quiet but deadly:
"If you fail to do that... next time, I won't be aiming at the wall."
He turned his back on the throne, golden aura still swirling violently.
So this is what I get... he thought to himself. I came here hoping for peaceful cooperation, but instead, I'm treated with suspicion and disdain.
Trying to be a good person... really is the harder path.
"Cabba, summon all the Saiyans!"
King Sadala fought to calm the fear gripping his heart and gave the order with a strained voice.
Though his royal pride resisted the idea of bowing his head to a stranger, he knew he couldn't risk the lives of all Saiyans simply to defend his own arrogance.
"…Yes, Your Majesty!"
Cabba quickly stood up and bowed his head in acknowledgment.
Thankfully, the king had made the wise choice.
After witnessing Linze's overwhelming power, it was clear he truly could destroy Planet Sadala if provoked.
Without delay, Cabba rushed out of the throne room to gather the rest of the Saiyan population.
…
Meanwhile, on a high-tech planetary base elsewhere in Universe 6...
In the grand hall of a sprawling fortress, dozens of alien figures stood in silence, each one uniquely shaped and cloaked in dark armor.
At the center, seated upon an opulent throne, was a being who bore a striking resemblance to Frieza almost identically, down to the tail and piercing eyes.
His name was Frost.
Officially, he was known as a hero the three-time recipient of the Universe Peace Prize. To the general public, he was a galactic philanthropist.
But that reputation was a carefully constructed façade.
In truth, Frost was a cunning manipulator who used his good-guy image as a cover for sinister dealings, arms trafficking, and political sabotage.
"Lord Frost, are you truly planning to launch an attack on Planet Sadala?" one of his subordinates asked hesitantly, lowering his head in respect.
"I've already said I am, haven't I?" Frost replied softly, swirling the wine in his glass.
"But... the Saiyans of Planet Sadala possess formidable combat power," the subordinate continued with concern. "Especially Cabba. His strength is rumored to be incredibly high. Even if we manage to capture the planet, our forces could suffer serious losses."
He wasn't wrong.
Planet Sadala was a warrior world. Its Saiyans had exceptional battle potential. Cabba, the commander of their defense forces, was known for his raw power and strategic brilliance.
To make matters worse, the planet itself wasn't particularly resource-rich. The terrain was harsh, and it likely wouldn't fetch a high price on the galactic market.
So why would Frost want to seize such a troublesome world?
"The Saiyans?" Frost scoffed, his voice cold and sharp.
"I'll crush that entire race myself."
His calm demeanor vanished for a moment, replaced by deadly killing intent.
Truthfully, Frost had little interest in the planet itself.
The real problem was the Lasse Defense Force a Saiyan-led peacekeeping unit commanded by Cabba. Their operations had disrupted Frost's illegal dealings across the galaxy more than once.
This wasn't conquest.
It was revenge.
"This time, I'll erase them completely."
"Hearing that Lord Frost will handle it personally is such a relief," another alien subordinate said with glee. "If you lead the assault, the Saiyans won't stand a chance!"
They had good reason to be relieved. Frost often used his 'anti-pirate' reputation to mask brutal attacks. When left to handle battles, many of his own soldiers perished used as disposable cover.
With Frost personally leading the mission, their chances of survival increased.
"I'll make preparations immediately," the subordinate added, rushing out of the palace.
Frost watched him go, then took a long sip from his glass.
"Saiyans… this is what you get for meddling in my business," he murmured, his expression turning cold and ruthless.
"You only have yourselves to blame."
…
Back on Planet Sadala, in the enormous plaza in front of the royal palace, a massive crowd had gathered.
Hundreds of Saiyans, clad in armor and uniforms, stood at attention.
"Mr. Linze," Cabba said respectfully, stepping forward. "Aside from those currently on off-world missions, these are all the Saiyans on the planet."
This was a world that revered power. After seeing Linze's strength firsthand, Cabba understood instinctively that it would be foolish to challenge him.
"Good," Linze replied, his tone calm. "Now, choose the Saiyans among them who you believe possess a true sense of justice."
Cabba nodded.
This was the true reason Linze had come to Universe 6.
Planet Sadala the most elite warrior world in the sixth universe.
He wasn't here to conquer.
He was searching for Saiyans who held a righteous heart those pure enough to transcend their limits.
To unlock the legendary transformation...
To become Super Saiyan Gods.
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